⚠️I am alive! Slow updates!⚠️ What happens when a normal girl runs into the three most deadly killers under Slendermans order? Will you be just another victim of these heartless killers? Or will you end up something else? You cause way more trouble than they expected. And they have their hearts set on ending you...but later on, will they have their hearts set on something else? WARNING CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS: -cursing -blood and gore -violence Situational requests open (though may not happen) Will try to update often If you spot any grammar issues or spelling errors please highlight it and correct me. I do not own any of the creepypasta/ proxy characters mentioned in this story. SLOW UPDATES

what the title says y/n uses she/her pronouns if you prefer a y/n with they/them pronouns, I have another version of this story on my profile!

You manage to escape a facility where you had been experimented on. But will you be forever free? Will things go as smoothly as you hoped?

The goggles blinding your view sends fear tickling down your spine. The mouth guard mimics a smile worth a thousand words. This threat is here to kill you. Although you want to welcome it with open arms, the one in front of you still scares you. More neck turns, although now it sounds like it's the cracking of a neck rather than swift head turns. Each click makes you push further back into the arm gripping your side.... DISCLAIMERS : -Toby is not dialogued in accordance to his ticks, but stutters and stumbling over words are mentioned! It's just a lot to put in and I want my readers to be focused on the plot rather than his Tourette's. -if you aren't comfortable with many scenarios that involve injury or sensitive thoughts or cursing, please read at your own risk. the point is for fun, and I don't want to trigger anything for my readers :( -I drew the cover :) but it was when I had my old username and i'm definitely not redrawing that LOL

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart